Ever since these strict Yunqin army personnel appeared, everyone guessed at their origins. When they heard this Wei Xianwu’s words, all of the surrounding civilians were stunned, and then they erupted into commotion.

The truth of this case had already been brought to light, under Lin Xi’s public judging of the case, it was already clear to the point where it couldn’t be any clearer, yet now, these Yunqin soldiers suddenly appeared, ordering for this case to be transferred, it truly was difficult for the people to associate this with any good thoughts.

Lin Xi’s brows furrowed again. He looked at this Wei Xianwu, this exceptionally grave and stern Yunqin army personnel.

He sensed the distinctive iron-blood and dauntless aura of Yunqin soldiers from Wei Xianwu’s body. He could imagine that if Wei Xianwu, this type of soldier, was facing an enemy on the battlefield, he definitely wouldn’t fear death, instead press forward courageously. Moreover, judging from Wei Xianwu’s exceptionally calm and strong aura, he was sure that this man was also a cultivator.

However, the more he thought about these things, about that assassin leader, that man in the black raincoat, the harder it was for Lin Xi to calm his mood.

He thought about his good friend Li Kaiyun.

This outwardly thin and weak, but inwardly hot-blooded...